Dog Days of March

You usually hear about the dog days of summer, but this is March where cold meets spring and hope is renewed with thoughts of warm weather or a renewal of life. Or maybe could it be different; just another season with same old complaints and same customs that never change. Maybe we need an eclipse or something to cover sun from our eyes for a moment to awaken our soul to the see the changes around that are occurring every moment in our lifetime. This time always can rekindle some kind of good memory from wearing shorts again, picking up a baseball, playing in the dirt and the time for love and friendship to be renewed. This is a time where memories come back harder than ever. I can remember the summer and winter of 04 where life turned itself upside down. I look back with feelings of why, how stupid, dumb ass, missing her, her kiss, touch, laughter, and two hearts touching. This is the feeling haunts my soul for it went long but felt quick. The food, adventures, walks, ideas, all in hand in hand! Coffee and long talks about stories and writings! Sitting in a garage looking into the woods and creating a story while looking into the eyes of someone who just wants to hold your heart and hand. The wine and stories that were told as if we went on these journeys and sang praises of battles conquered! LIFE HAS CHANGED, but memories still persist through my mind was it a dream? Humans are creatures who desire companionship and to be in that hand and hand, in that life. What if will always be my mantra, but I must always look ahead but the memory still remains! Her touch, her voice, smell and sense of all good things and no chaos.